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August 7, 2007
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A Book Recommendation

A Book Recommendation
I have a book recommendation for y’all. The name of the book is Born on a Blue Day by Daniel Tammet. This is a truly amazing book.

I started reading the book one night before going to bed. Now, I have to mention that I usually stick to calm reading material before going to bed. Most of the time, that means I flip through a magazine or read a book that I’ve enjoyed in the past. Reading something exciting and then trying to go to sleep afterward is hard for me. But, since this book is kind of in the “my life with a disability” genre, I thought that I would be safe beginning it at night. I was so wrong.

In the first few chapters of the book, Daniel talks about his mind and how it works. I was just blown away by how he described the workings of his
amazing brain. Numbers for Daniel have a texture, a shape, a color and he has a different emotional response to each of them. He offers
a picture of pi — you know, 3.14 yada-yada — on his website. Pi, by the way, is a number that he has memorized and recited in public to over 22,500 decimal places. He can do complex calculations and doesn’t even really know how he accomplishes it. For instance, knowing 4567 multiplied by itself 4 times is as easy as breathing for him. Later in life, he learned that he could absorb languages by studying the patterns involved. For this project, Brainman, he leaned Icelandic — reportedly one of the worlds most difficult languages — in just one week. He is just incredible.

Of course, as amazing as his brain and learning processes are, I was
more interested in his development, his family life and his perspective on his life. He is the oldest of like, nine children. His parents are an inspiration for me — even without considering the other children that they had to care for, I was inspired by how they kept trying to love and help this difficult child. And then, to read about some of Daniel’s interesting behaviors, shall we say, that he has had over the years made me feel better about my own interesting sons and their behaviors. He once collected hundreds of ladybugs. At another time, he amassed so many chestnuts that it provoked his parents to be concerned about the structural strength of the floor in the room in which they were stored. Of particular interest to me was his experience with peers in school and the dawning of his realizations about his disability and his motivation to overcome his social and emotional hurdles.

There is a National Public Radio interview with him here. You can also read the first chapter of this book on the NPR page as well.

Daniel’s experiences and accomplishments have given me hope. He is
truly amazing and his life, as he describes it in the book, has been incredible. I’m excited to see what the future brings for him and what scientists are able to learn by studying his amazing mind.

August 6, 2007
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Radio Listening

Radio Listening
Last night, Jon was trying to tune into a radio program.
J: I’m trying to find this funny program that’s about aliens and flying saucers and stuff. It’s great. The host of the program is totally serious and if you believe him there’s like a chupacabra in every backyard.
Me: You are hilarious.
(Meanwhile he keeps twiddling the dials trying to find the program.)
J: I think it’s somewhere around here. You know you’re there when you start hearing all the vitamin commercials.

August 6, 2007
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Radio Listening

Radio Listening
Last night, Jon was trying to tune into a radio program.
J: I’m trying to find this funny program that’s about aliens and flying saucers and stuff. It’s great. The host of the program is totally serious and if you believe him there’s like a chupacabra in every backyard.
Me: You are hilarious.
(Meanwhile he keeps twiddling the dials trying to find the program.)
J: I think it’s somewhere around here. You know you’re there when you start hearing all the vitamin commercials.

August 6, 2007
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Radio Listening

Radio Listening
Last night, Jon was trying to tune into a radio program.
J: I’m trying to find this funny program that’s about aliens and flying saucers and stuff. It’s great. The host of the program is totally serious and if you believe him there’s like a chupacabra in every backyard.
Me: You are hilarious.
(Meanwhile he keeps twiddling the dials trying to find the program.)
J: I think it’s somewhere around here. You know you’re there when you start hearing all the vitamin commercials.

August 5, 2007
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Alley Exploring

Alley Exploring

Here are C and N. C is the one who wanted to explore this alley. After he had seen it first he then wanted his brother to experience it with him. C deemed it an acceptable alley.

C said, “There’s no trash cans, there no rats, and there are no policemen.” Jon replied, “Hey, look, here’s some graffiti. You know, you might have to go to New York to see a good alley.”
C replied, “Oh, this *is* a good alley.”

You know, I’m glad that I’m documenting the beginning of this fascination here. It will help for my book that someday I’m going to write about my interesting children. (Joke! About the book — I think.)

August 5, 2007
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Alley Exploring

Alley Exploring

Here are C and N. C is the one who wanted to explore this alley. After he had seen it first he then wanted his brother to experience it with him. C deemed it an acceptable alley.

C said, “There’s no trash cans, there no rats, and there are no policemen.” Jon replied, “Hey, look, here’s some graffiti. You know, you might have to go to New York to see a good alley.”
C replied, “Oh, this *is* a good alley.”

You know, I’m glad that I’m documenting the beginning of this fascination here. It will help for my book that someday I’m going to write about my interesting children. (Joke! About the book — I think.)

August 5, 2007
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Alley Exploring

Alley Exploring

Here are C and N. C is the one who wanted to explore this alley. After he had seen it first he then wanted his brother to experience it with him. C deemed it an acceptable alley.

C said, “There’s no trash cans, there no rats, and there are no policemen.” Jon replied, “Hey, look, here’s some graffiti. You know, you might have to go to New York to see a good alley.”
C replied, “Oh, this *is* a good alley.”

You know, I’m glad that I’m documenting the beginning of this fascination here. It will help for my book that someday I’m going to write about my interesting children. (Joke! About the book — I think.)

August 5, 2007
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Our Anniversary

Our Anniversary
Today Jon and I celebrate a dozen years of being married. A dozen sounds like a lot, for some reason. But when I look back at the years, they look kind of packed full and short in sort of a hazy, dizzy way. They’ve been happy, though. Which, considering everything, is pretty amazing. I hope that we have many more happy years. That’d be great.

Our plans to celebrate our anniversary were actually for tomorrow but a phone call from a friend yesterday morning changed all that, so instead of celebrating tomorrow, we celebrated yesterday with dinner at a great restaurant (YUM!) went to a movie with friends and we even had free babysitting (unbelievable!). And, today, Jon gave me a gorgeous, BEAUTIFUL, wonderful book.

August 5, 2007
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Our Anniversary

Our Anniversary
Today Jon and I celebrate a dozen years of being married. A dozen sounds like a lot, for some reason. But when I look back at the years, they look kind of packed full and short in sort of a hazy, dizzy way. They’ve been happy, though. Which, considering everything, is pretty amazing. I hope that we have many more happy years. That’d be great.

Our plans to celebrate our anniversary were actually for tomorrow but a phone call from a friend yesterday morning changed all that, so instead of celebrating tomorrow, we celebrated yesterday with dinner at a great restaurant (YUM!) went to a movie with friends and we even had free babysitting (unbelievable!). And, today, Jon gave me a gorgeous, BEAUTIFUL, wonderful book.

August 5, 2007
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Our Anniversary

Our Anniversary
Today Jon and I celebrate a dozen years of being married. A dozen sounds like a lot, for some reason. But when I look back at the years, they look kind of packed full and short in sort of a hazy, dizzy way. They’ve been happy, though. Which, considering everything, is pretty amazing. I hope that we have many more happy years. That’d be great.

Our plans to celebrate our anniversary were actually for tomorrow but a phone call from a friend yesterday morning changed all that, so instead of celebrating tomorrow, we celebrated yesterday with dinner at a great restaurant (YUM!) went to a movie with friends and we even had free babysitting (unbelievable!). And, today, Jon gave me a gorgeous, BEAUTIFUL, wonderful book.